My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 912

Seeing that Florence was silent, Elder Kevin asked in confusion, “Excuse me, Ms. Fraser?”

“What?”

Florence was brought back to her senses. She stopped wondering and put on a polite smile.

“I... I’m not quite familiar with the wedding either.”

“It’s alright. I’ve prepared a brochure. You can choose from it.”

Kevin smiled kindly at her. He pulled out the brochure while standing at the door.

Looking at him, Florence realized that he had been standing at the door after entering. It seemed that he wouldn’t come inside.

Florence was a bit surprised. Generally speaking, people would come inside after entering.

Besides, the Eighth Elder was someone important in the Turner family.

He was pretty cautious when doing things.

Florence smiled and said, “Elder Kevin, please come in and take a seat.”

“Okay. Thank you, Ms. Fraser.”

Kevin walked in and sat down on the sofa opposite Florence.

Then he gave her a thick brochure.

He said, “Here displays the different styles of wedding designs. The occasions included the church, the beach, the lawn, the forest, and so on. Please take a look. If you don’t like any of them, I’ll invite a designer to create new ones.

Looking at the pictures, Florence was surprised.

It turned out that all these were created by the designers specially. The brochure was indeed thick.

When others were planning weddings, they would browse the wedding photos online or entrust a specific hotel to decorate. Now, she could choose from these tailor-made designs.

Sure enough, the Turner family was so wealthy.

Thinking of that, Florence opened the brochure. When she looked at the first photo, she was stunned by the decoration of a beach wedding.

The background was the blue ocean and beautiful sky. The stage was fully decorated with flowering shrubs that were trimmed into beautiful shapes. If the couple was standing there, they would look like standing in a sea of flowers, just like in a fairyland.

In front of the stage was a lake, on which parked a delicate little boat.

The bride would take the boat and sail slowly to the platform, to her bridegroom.

The whole process was quite dreamy.

When looking at the photo, Florence could imagine a wonderful wedding.

She was curious. If the first wedding photo was so pretty, what she would see next?

She continued to browse. None of the following photos disappointed her.

There were several styles for the beach wedding, including decorated with flowers, greenish colors, north European elements, artistic styles, luxurious style, and so on.

This book contained every wedding style that Florence could imagine.

For each style, there were several design schemes that were different from each other. Florence was stunned.

She liked every photo. When she was browsing, she almost forgot she was looking for the wedding that she wanted. Instead, she was immersed in appreciating all the designs.

In the end, Florence felt that she had just experienced a visual feast.

Kevin was incredibly patient. He looked at Florence with a smile, “Ms. Fraser, which one do you prefer?”

Florence hesitated. “I like all of them.”

He gave her an amiable smile.

“There’s only one chance to hold the wedding. Please choose your favorite one.”

“Ehn. Let me have a look again.”

Florence opened the brochure again and browsed.

All the designs were made by the top wedding designers. Each of them was fine work.

Florence found it too difficult to choose one.

She didn’t have any passion.

“Alas...” Florence heaved a sigh.

She peered out of the window to the direction of the vault, her eyes swelled with grievance.

Ernest was too busy to care about their wedding.

Florence understood it, though. After all, the Turner family was complicated. Ernest had just rooted, but not secure enough.

To enlarge his power in this family, he had to work hard.

Hence, exploring the family vault was a big event, which he couldn’t miss.

Although she understood him, Florence still hoped that he could be involved in planning the wedding. After all, it was only once in life, and it was gonna be her dream wedding.

She felt dejected.

Several days passed.

It was said that Theodore and the elders directly stayed in the vault, reading through the books and documents all the time.

Ernest was also quite busy. He was outside all day long and would come back after it was dark.

Since they were going to get married, even though they could still see each other, they must sleep separately according to the customs.

Hence, Florence could only meet Ernest for one or two hours a day.

They had to separate before they could be with each other for a long time.

Florence couldn’t share the wedding matters with Ernest, which she had discussed with Elder Kevin in the daytime.

They didn’t look as if they were going to get married.

Ernest also didn’t actively ask her about the wedding.

Florence got more and more depressed and less and less interested in the wedding.

She felt as if their wedding would become a routine to complete that nobody actually gave a damn about.